"My mother intervened in Yang Qiaozhen's marriage, she is a junior, and everyone shouts and beats her like a rat crossing the street, my daughter born to a junior, on what grounds should I bring Yang Qiaozhen to justice?" Wen Yue frowned, always feeling that it was Ji Xiaowei's fault, and did not realize that Yang Qiaozhen was legally responsible for the murder.

"Then have you ever wondered why your mother is willing to become a junior? Is it love vanity? Or are you seduced by someone? You've got to figure it out!" In the end, Gu Hailin still hoped that she could investigate the matter clearly.

Wen Yue finally reacted, and slowly raised his eyes to look at him, he was right, he couldn't look at everything.

The next morning, Wen Sheng asked Luo Jingshan to hand over the sorted photos and materials to Wen Yue.

When Luo Jingshan was about to leave, Wen Yue stopped him, "My dad didn't say anything other than asking you to send these things?"

Luo Jingshan shook his head and said no.

Wen Yue nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "You go back and tell him, I am only responsible for delivering the things, and whether to choose or not later, that is Jiang Jiangang's business, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Well, I'll tell my godfather." Luo Jingshan nodded.

"And you can help me ask him, where is the Jitai Jianglin Salt Farm?" Wen Yue said deliberately.

Although Luo Jingshan had doubts, he still brought her words back to Wensheng.

"Why did she suddenly ask about the Jitai Jianglin Salt Farm?" Wen Sheng began to get nervous.

"I don't know!" Luo Jingshan didn't ask at the time, and he didn't know much about this salt farm, only that Wen Sheng was handed over to Wu Jiafeng to take care of it a few years ago, and they rarely went to the salt farm when there was nothing to do.

Wen Sheng was very sure that someone had told Wen Yue something, otherwise she wouldn't have mentioned the salt farm for no reason.

"Godfather, what's wrong?" Seeing his strange appearance, Luo Jingshan asked him.

"It's nothing, you go out and do things first." Wen Sheng waved his hand.

Luo Jingshan exited the office.

Wen Sheng called Jing Xiaokai, "Keep an eye on Wen Yue these days to see who she is dealing with."

As soon as Wen Yue got off work in the afternoon, she took her things to Jiang's house.

She is very good at being a person and doing things, and every time she goes to Jiang's house, she will take fresh seafood.

Zhao Jianing was not at home this time, saying that he was invited by a certain master of the magic capital to serve as a tourism ambassador, and he would not come back until next month.

Jiang Jiangang was at home, wearing a baseball uniform and sunglasses, playing at Gower Field behind his home.

The butler ran over to him and said, "Master, Miss Wen is here."

Jiang Jiangang stopped the action of serving the ball, and it was only a second or two, and with a handful, the ball drew a perfect arc in the air.

He handed the baseball bat to the butler, took off his gloves, and headed home.

Wen Yue was sitting in the living room, and the maid brought warm water and snacks.

"Joy!" Jiang Jiangang walked into the house with a smile on his face.

Wen Yue was just about to get up, but Jiang Jiangang hurriedly stopped, "Don't get up, sit, you are pregnant with a child now, be careful!"

Wen Yue had no choice but to sit, and when Jiang Jian just sat down, she took out the information from her bag, "This is what my father asked me to give you."

"How?" Jiang Jian was just about to pick up the tea and drink, when he saw the information of the girls of the Eighteen Palace in front of him, his face couldn't help but sink, and he didn't even look at it, so he pushed it aside, took out his mobile phone to contact Zhu Jian, asked a few words and hung up, and then said perfunctory to Wen Yue, "I will let people see these materials when the time comes."

Wen Yue smiled and nodded, Jiang Jiangang took a sip of tea, "How is your health lately?" It's time for prenatal checkups, right?"

"It's coming." Wen Yue holds water in both hands.

"Do you need me to send someone to accompany you to your prenatal checkup?"

"No, I'll just go by myself, don't bother***," Wen Yue hurriedly refused, but he was afraid that Jiang Jiangang would misunderstand, and then explained, "No one knows about my pregnancy for the time being, and besides, in the first trimester, although it is better to keep it secret in the first three months, making a big move will only attract attention, plus my dad has been looking for someone to stare at me recently, and he is very distrustful of me."

Jiang Jiangang understood what she meant, and he didn't force it, "When the time comes, bring back the prenatal examination report and show me."

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"yes, okay." Wen Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Smell!" At this moment, Jiang Chenlang came out of the studio, wearing a beige cotton and linen loose shirt, the neckline was very open, revealing his trivial bones, and his hands, face and neck were stained with paint.

Wen Yue put down the water in her hand and raised the corners of her lips.

Jiang Chenlang sat beside her, "When did you come?"

"It hasn't been long since I arrived." Wen Yue secretly glanced at Jiang Jiangang, he looked at the two of them with a smile, and seemed to be very satisfied with their state.

It seems that he sent someone to secretly investigate to no avail, otherwise he would have flopped a long time ago, and he would not have such an attitude.

"Why didn't you come to me in the studio?" Jiang Chenlang pursed his lips and complained.

"I just happened to have something to tell your father, so I ......" Wenyue has come to Jiang's house frequently these days, and as soon as she comes, she will look for him, either to paint with him or to chat with him, and the content is almost all related to Gu Hailin.

Jiang Chenlang raised his eyes to look at Jiang Jiangang, Jiang Jiangang hurriedly said, "It's already over, you guys talk!"

Jiang Jian just finished drinking the tea, got up and left, and the information on the coffee table was then taken into the study by the housekeeper.

Jiang Chenlang took Wen Yue's hand and entered the studio, walked to a drawing board, and lifted the white cloth on it.

I saw that the woman inside was her, and it was the picture she was painting by Ruan Jun when she was sitting on the sofa when she was Ruan Jun's model last time.

"How?" Jiang Chenlang's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be very satisfied with the painting.

"It's amazing," Wen Yue sincerely appreciated, and looked at it carefully, "This is the self-portrait that Mr. Ruan drew on me at that time?"

"Well, he drew all of your tired, uncomfortable, but pretending to be calm." Jiang Chenlang clasped his hands on his chest and made a thinking gesture, and then took the paintbrush and added a few strokes.

After he said this, Ruan Jun's painting of her was really like what he said, "I was really tired at that time!"

Jiang Chenlang didn't seem to hear it, and continued to repair, and this repair took nearly ten minutes.

Wen Yue yawned and went to the bathroom.

When he came out, Jiang Chenlang stopped writing, "Did Mr. Ruan contact you?"

"No," Wen Yue was still thinking about it two days ago, "I guess I forgot about it!"

At the scene that day, I thought I was the lucky one, but later I learned that Ruan Jun chose her for the sake of Gu Hailin and Jiang Chenlang.

This is human relations, human feelings......

"It will take at least three months for Mr. Ruan to restore a painting, and then wait." Jiang Chenlang picked up the cold coffee and took a sip.

Wen Yue didn't say anything, in her opinion, these things were dispensable.

Jiang Chenlang put down the coffee and accidentally spilled it, he quickly took a towel to wipe it up.

Seeing this, Wen Yue went to the bathroom to get a mop.

Jiang Chenlang walked in at this time, blocking her way, and he looked at her with a meaningful meaning.

Wen Yue asked, "I'll help you clean up the ground."

Jiang Chenlang suddenly pressed her against the wall next to her.

Wen Yue was frightened by his sudden and ambiguous movements, "Chenlang, what are you doing here?"